The Underground Paradise

The paradise of unbelievers
A dance in shiver and despair
Old convenants founded on seeming lies
Thraldom lurks behind the door
Our paradise is where the woods quiever
And the rivers lead nowhere
Final redemption is waiting on every side
But thraldom lurks behind

Who's drowning the hopes and praising delight?
Widely feared and still uncrowned
In a land unsown, bleak and fould
The king of the night is wielding a scythe

Our reign immortalised in the grace of your death
Final repose devoid of rebirth
Shrouded in worn out rage
The Underground Paradise
Admonisher of the dead
All laments portending the end
Were right about everything

This hideaway devours deceivers
The vain endeavour is the praise
Irreverence grows and spreads on every side
But thraldom lurks behind

Our reign immortalised in the grace of your death
Final repose devoid of rebirth
Shrouded in worn out rage
The Underground Paradise
Admonisher of the dead
All laments portending the end
We're right about everything

Right about everything
The Underground Paradise
Admonisher of the dead
All laments portending the end
(We're Right)

Who's drowning the hopes and praising delight?
Widely feared and still uncrowned
In a land unsown, bleak and fould
The king of the night is wielding a scythe